bnha scenarios

kirishima eijiro | 🍋

prompt: kirishima does a little too much snooping for his own good.
category: lemon, u horny fucks
character: kirishima eijirowo
word count: 2229

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"GET ON THE FUCKING BED," 

You weren't surprised to hear that. Eijiro rarely cursed and most of the time he always had his happy-go-lucky puppy attitude, but things were different tonight. You may have purposely touched on a few nerves under the impression that you would get absolutely railed. This meant ditching your plans with him last minute and announcing that you were going to a party.

Did I mention you had asked Bakugo to stick with you through the night?

Well, you did.

He had mainly stuck by your side anyway considering you were Kirishima's girl and he owed his best friend at least that much to look after his girlfriend at a crowded party. "Do you want to tell me what you're playing at?" You took off the sweater that he had lent you, watching as he snatched it from you.

There was a crease in between his brows that showed off his anger, his jaw clenched as he stared at you. However, you weren't really paying attention to that. His hands caught your attention more; they were sturdy, veiny, and filled with strength that you only wished he could destroy you with. 

"Are you going to answer me or what?" 

It was almost ironic considering you never fulfilled his first request since walking through the door of your shared apartment. "I just wanted your attention," His brow cocked at that. At first, you had believed that he'd maybe slow his approach, look at you with soft eyes and call you "baby" before promising you that you always had his attention.

However, once his hand reached up towards your face, you knew that was too good to be true. His hand settled on your jaw, turning it up so your eyes clashed with his. "Well, you have it now, princess," There was a challenging expression on his face, one eyebrow still raised menacingly. You exhaled, speaking smoothly.

"Not the way I'd like to have it,"

He pulled back at that, red eyes narrowed in your direction before gesturing for you to go to the bedroom anyway. Your heart slightly dropped, believing that you two would just end up going to bed with one angry and the other dissatisfied. Once again, Kiri proved you wrong. "You better have your panties off by the time I get into that room."

You curtly nodded even though you weren't facing him, scurrying over to the bedroom before doing as he said. You moved to sit on the bed, still pondering as to why he was so angry. It's not that it didn't make sense that he'd be mad, but it was more of his nature to be upset or disappointed, so it definitely didn't add up.

Your questions were answered when he arrived, clicking the bedroom door closed as it locked swiftly. He glanced back at the blinds that covered the bedroom windows before letting his eyes fall onto you. Without a word, he tossed a book onto a bed. A book that you definitely hadn't expected him to have.

Your jaw fell open at the sight of the novel. In all your years, months, weeks, and days of knowing and loving Kirishima Eijiro, you never expected him to find your little secret. Yet, of course, he had. Laid on the bed was your book; more importantly, your precious little smut book. 

All of your wet dreams, fantasies, kinky thoughts were stored in there; all original and authentic from the heart. . . and other places. You were still gaping at the sight of the journal, only diverting your attention when he smirked at your reaction. Kirishima set his hand on your jaw, gently closing your mouth while smiling sinisterly.